This year, the local lame-Christmas-music radio station started on the lame music two weeks before Thanksgiving.
LAST CHRISTMAS BY WHAM! IS NOT A CHRISTMASSY SONG YOU RADIO TOOLS
Secret Santas are only worthwhile if they’re (a) absolutely opt-in and (b) performed in groups of close friends. The last one I did actually turned out well–I gave a handmade journal, and I got a Nerf revolver, a single sock (long story), and a sponsorship of a needy kid.
I wish to pit my brain. After going to my new haircut place thats’s staffed by a bunch of middle eastern guys early this week, I’ve been wondering what the hell the flag hanging on the back wall was. A horizontal tricolour, green, white & red with a sun in the middle. Couldn’t find it in the middle east, SE asia or the americas and knew it wasn’t European. Finally an interesting question worthy of GQ. So I type up an OP asking about it and am preparing to press submit, when some unit in the brain wakes up, looks round frantically and pulls the spanner out of the works.
I google Kurdistan.
Dammit I could have thought of that three days ago.
Also Related I pit those dopers that complain about simple google searches, causing me to actually reseach things and deprive me of interesting questions.
I got that makeupkit four years ago, so it’s not that i am still angry about it, but i think it was ridiculous and it’s an excellent bad example.
be happy, I am diabetic and my father-in-law and step-monster-in-laws know it [he is also diabetic and we have had a lot of discussions about it over the years] and almost every fucking year they send some form of fruit and candy :dubious::rolleyes: [the stepmonster-in-law I am pretty certain is in charge of shopping for the present and she hates my guts. Which is fine, I hate hers also. She started being nasty first and I am just passive - aggressive back at her. She is going to absolutely hate it if we move back to California.:D]
I hope you have resolved the college issue. If not, the college should be able to give you the final exam at your home proctored by someone of their choice (a grad student) or yours. I proctored exams for my neighbor while she was getting a degree from Kent. It’s not that big a deal.
The heater thing is due to convective cooling. The heater air is warmer than outside and also warmer than the room you are in but it is probably cooler than you are by the time it reaches you (room temp is about 70 and you should be about 98). If you can, direct the vent so that it doesn’t blow directly on you. This will allow the furnace to heat the room without chilling you. I hope that makes sense. 
I hope you get her the tackiest shit from whatever dollar store nearest to you.
What’s all this noise about the “War on Christmas?” How can there be a war declared on Christmas when the sales and ads for it start in September before i’ve bought my motherfucking Hallloween candy?
#9 is my fave. We have a Facebook relationship and everything…
I like those. Alot. The artwork is very nice. Too bad I haven’t sent cards in 10 years.
So … ? You like the cards, you wanna send some out, so send 'em out. What you did or didn’t do last year or nine years ago is irrelevant.
There’s a War on Christmas? I’m basically a Pacifist, but sign me up! Finally, a cause I can get behind!
I don’t think a Memo from the head office can over-rule the wording of a coupon. Seems to be false advertising, I’d look into filing a complaint, but first write the Letter From Hell to Management.
kaylasdad99- no, not ice, but cold water. Aloe is also OK for minor burns.
Kyla Look at it this way- if they trashcan your resume becuase of a minor typo, you don’t want to be working for them anyway.
Imago Christmas is most a secular holiday anyway, what with Frosty, Yule, Santa and what-not.
Freddy the Pig Huh? Finding generic secular Frosty, Santa and even Seasons Greetings cards is a snap, they are everywhere. :dubious:
Even though it’s on-the-clock time, I would rather claw my eyes out than participate in my boss’s retarded “holiday party”. I don’t want to eat your disgusting vegan baked goods, I don’t participate in gift exchanges or “Yankee swaps” (whatever the fuck that’s supposed to be).
Also I don’t celebrate Christmas. No, not even in a secular fashion (Gee, let’s celebrate the birth of the [alleged] messiah! In a secular fashion!). I don’t do gift exchanges or Christmas music or Christmas cookies or Christmas parties. I do not do Christmas cheer. I do “visit with my relatives because otherwise my parents get impossibly bitchy” and I do “and everyone else can fuck off and celebrate your own fucking holiday and leave me alone and no one in the world has ever actually enjoyed those fucking gift swaps and also no one likes gingerbread.”
Oh, also, speaking of my parents: “Please don’t get me anything for Christmas, since as you know, at the end of January, I will be putting everything I own in storage and bouncing around the country a bit” means don’t fucking buy me anything. I’m an adult; if there’s something I want I’ll fucking buy it for myself. I’ve said a million times - you all want to exchange gifts? Fine, but once more leave me out of it.
I love gingerbread. And fruitcake.
I love gingerbread. I also love fruitcake - I’ve been holding back from buying one at Safeway after reading the calories (I’ll buy one, just not yet). Mmmm, dark, fruity, nutty fruitcake.
ETA: HA! Awesome simulpost!
I also like gingerbread.
What’s your stand on fruitcake?
People used to complain that Christmas Is Too Commercialized; now they are complaining that The Commercials Are Insufficiently Christmasized. Humans are strange creatures.
My rant: Did some Christmas shopping today. The most frustrating part was getting out of the freaking mall parking garage to get home. There seems to be an unwritten rule that the people driving the wrong way, against the marked traffic patterns, will also be a) driving the widest vehicles AND b) in the middle of the goddamned lane.
Unknown. I have never actually had any. The rum-soaked kind sounds pretty good, though.
I enjoy them very much, and most people I know enjoy gingerbread. Not everyone of course. Not everyone likes chocolate. :eek:
I also like *some *fruitcakes.
So, while it’s OK for you to say you don’t participate, speaking for everyone else is just a tad hypocritical, neh?